Where were you and what were you doing when you heard about President Kennedy being shot?

Answer 1

Teaching a class in a junior high school. The school principal brought in a TV set: Instant history!!

Answer 2

I was in 6th grade at the time. It was right before lunch and the principal of the school came into our room and asked if we had a radio. We didn't, of course. Few classrooms did in those days. He said he'd try to get us one, and told the teacher that the president had been shot. This was not so long after the Cuban Missle Crisis, and I remember being stunned. I don't think I moved for a good 5 minutes. Quite an accomplishment for a 6th grader then or now! Anyway, I lived close to school and in those days you were allowed to go home for lunch if you lived in the neighborhood, which I always did. When I got home I told my mom what had happened and she turned on the TV. It was right then that Walter Cronkite was making the announcement that he had died. It was the first time I could ever remember seeing my mom cry.

Answer 3

I had just landed in the first wave of landing craft during an amphibious warfare exercise at Zambales Red Beach in Subic Bay, Republic of the Phillipines. When the landing craft in the 4th wave started delivering live ammunition instead of practice ammo to the beach I got on the radio and asked what the heck was going on. The answer chilled me: "Lancer has been hit.". That was the code name for President Kennedy which was used by the Secret Service and the military.

Answer 4

I was in third grade, just home from school as we were on split session (some kids in the morning, some in the evening). I believe I was eating lunch at my house, while Mom was watching "As the World Turns." CBS interrupted to tell of the President's shooting.

I heard much later that my prinicipal went around to each classroom that afternoon to tell the students in person that the President had died. A classy act by a classy lady.

Answer 5

I was playing outside - I had a half-day of school and it was a nice day.
All the neighborhood kids were together and our mothers came out and we all went to the Potembski's. I don't remember them actually telling us - we just knew - either from them talking or the television which was then on for 5-6 days straight.
As our fathers came home (early) we went to our own homes and spent the next several days glued to the television - Walter Cronkite, of course.
No one went to work or school, we all stayed together and were scared to death - although we really didn't know why. We just knew it was the worst thing that had happened in our (then) brief lifetimes.

Answer 6

I was alive, but YET to be born, was born the following Feb.. so NO memory .. WHERE as I do recall when his brother was killed .. Just have memories of it being on the News, I also remember The Manson Murders for the same reason .. but for some reason the moonwald isn't a memory .. lol

Answer 7

Well I wasn't Born until 1979. But I know what my parents were doing. Dad was in History class a Freshman in High School. My Mom was in Gym Class in 8th Grade.

Answer 8

i replaced into engaging in an amphibious workout in the Philippines as a army Corpsman with the 2nd Battalion, 9th Marine Regiment. We had in basic terms landed in the 1st wave of boats. The fourth wave of touchdown craft began discharging pallets of stay ammunition onto the sea coast. I have been given on the radio and referred to as back to the command deliver, apprehensive that stay ammo would desire to get somebody harm. We have been meant to be using prepare ammo. The be conscious got here back on the radio that the President have been shot and killed and our tension's protection conditon of readiness have been raised.

Answer 9

I was in study hall as a freshman in high school. I will never forget that day. My parents didn't vote for him, but the fact that something like that would happen in our country to any president was shocking. I remember some boys cheered, and the teacher in charge of study hall really chewed them out.

Answer 10

First grade at St Mary's in East Greenbush NY. All the teachers were crying, got out of school the rest of the week. That's about all I remember.